Shi Yue's expression turned solemn. He was at the crucial stage of refining the sword pill and couldn't afford to be careless.
He opened his mouth and spat out several mouthfuls of Essence Blood. With a series of Magic Arts, he transformed them into tiny Blood-colored Runes the size of grains of rice, which burrowed into the Red Short Sword.
"Condense!" Shi Yue shouted and struck the red short sword with a magic art.
The Red Short Sword flared brighter, releasing a vast swath of dazzling red light.
Shi Yue flicked his fingers, sending one Magic Art after another into the Red Short Sword. Its glow grew ever more brilliant, engulfing it until it resembled a red sun hanging before him.
A quarter of an hour later, the red glow faded, revealing a Red Round Bead the size of a dragon's eye.
Shi Yue was overjoyed. He raised his right hand and beckoned lightly, and the Red Round Bead spun through the air before landing in his palm.
Pinching the Red Round Bead between two fingers, he examined it closely.
Twelve Red Spirit Patterns flowed ceaselessly across its surface. The whole bead seemed almost alive, trembling faintly as the twelve patterns revolved.
Unless he held it in his own hand, he would never have noticed the bead trembling.
According to the ancient texts, this sword pill should be top-grade. That was truly beyond his expectations.
He had thought that refining a high-grade sword pill would be a good result. He hadn't expected to produce a top-grade one.
"Shi brat, congratulations! You actually refined a top-grade sword pill. You'll need to nurture it inside your body for a hundred years before you can use it, but once you release it, with your magic power far beyond that of cultivators at the